Continuation of the first book. ...I don't know what else to write here, yep. ------ M18 due to the mild use of profanities, mild gory scenes in the later chapters. This story also features a mentally unstable male lead, both possessive and obsessive. This is my own story, not a translated book. Started: May 28, 2021 (188 - 294) Ended: Feb 26, 2025 (188 - 294) + (10 parts of epilogue)

Evie Ashry's life crumbled in front of her as she watched her mother die. Her mother's death took everything from her. For her whole life she was the kid her well known father left behind in his nasty divorce and now she lives in his luxurious mansion. She never thought she would be the kid who had watched someone take their last breath. Every aspect of Evie's unfortunate life has changed. Can she handle the endless cash from her father, suddenly having siblings , and the guilt of being the one that lived?

Russian heiress Tatiana Rostova thought that her 'happily ever after' would be with her beloved fiance. However, the people she cared about most betrayed her and left her dying. Saved by a handsome Italian duke, a plan of revenge blooms. ******* Tatiana Rostova took upon herself to seek revenge on the two people she loved the most after their betrayal left her half-dead, even if it meant she had to sell herself to the devil-especially since the devil is in the form of the handsome six-foot-two, silver-eyed Italian duke named Lucca Cavelli. This wallflower vowed to take everything that is rightfully hers. But in the process of her revenge, will she be willing to risk her heart again? Cover designed by Ren Tachibana

"If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?" William Shakespeare ------------------------------------------- Highest ranking #103 in Romance Highest ranking #51 in General Fiction Thrown out of her home by the man she thought loved her. Now homeless, pregnant with a three year old in tow, what would Melinda do to provide for her children when he had stolen from her the one thing she had worked so hard to build. Hatred, anger and pain were her tormentors as she walked out of her home. Replaced by a nonentity she had discovered truly existed after discarding all the rumors. Lincoln Shields, the epitome of perfection every woman's dream, but his heart belonged to only one person. His childhood friend who he hadn't seen in fifteen years due to circumstances beyond their control. How would she react when he told her his true feelings. ----------- "Wait were are you going?" I asked her shifting in my seat. "Out. Don't speak to me until you tell me the real reason you brought us here a week earlier that planned. I trusted you to get married out of the blue. Now all I want is this one thing, just the truth. You and I both know we didn't need to get married to come here, you could have used work as an excuse, not a honeymoon," she said angrily making me flinch in my seat. ~~~~~ "I would give anything if you were two people, so I could call up the one who is my friend and tell her about the one I like so much," he whispered. "I am in love with you Mel," he said softly.

I never pitied anyone, because the grass wasn't greener on this side either. But the one woman I felt bad for all my life was the unknown mate of the man who is getting engaged to his pregnant girlfriend today. I could hear the music coming from the engagement party happening a few yards from where I was. As I lay on the cold hospital bed, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry at the irony of the moon goddess's 'gift' for me. Turns out the woman I pitied all my life was ME. ________

"who are you?" "it doesn't matter." "uh, it kinda does." "all you need to know is I'm a guy that's your age and goes to your school." "thanks, that narrows it down to about two hundred people."

❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx